Media M.A.A.D kid, Gold City

[BigJoeD_]

Trepidation? Nah, that's not it. Disquietude? Perhaps. Anticipation? Abso****inglutely.

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He had heard the murmurings from afar, the hushed tones of the common folk as they went about their menial lives. Support for the monarchy was faltering, they whispered. The eminence surrounding this great club had dissipated, they murmured. The sovereignty of the Gold City Royals wasn't under threat, it was all but deceased.

The warrior wasn't one to take the word of others as gospel - he hadn't risen to his lofty standing by being unprepared, by believing the scuttlebutt pedalled by the weak and the uninformed. He was to make his own assessment.

The plebeians, as is the norm, were misguided. Beneath a quiet content lay a pair of determined figureheads, ably supported by a robust core of unwavering, intellectually superior advisors. The figureheads had scoured the greater landscape, and had hand picked the noblest and brightest untried prospects to groom in their image. But yet, despite this, there was a piece, an albeit minor piece, missing.

The monarchy were in search of a soldier, and in turn a soldier was in search of a monarchy.

The warrior had been chosen, it was time to put down his arms - his destiny had finally been bestowed upon him.
The mightiest of all warriors was now royalty...

 

[HaroLad]

The "me, me, me show".

 

[Halorad]

Wouldn't be getting too excited about this morganatic union. Filthy commoners diluting the royals bloodline.

 

[Freofalcon]

Mentions Warrior three times.

Mentions Royals once.

You miss us, don't you ?

 

[zackah]

Italics may also be used for large chunks of text to visually separate a scene from the rest of the book. When a character is having a dream or experiencing a memory flashback, for example, it's very useful to use the italics to show that these events aren't occurring in that character's present-day reality.

Seems legit.

 

[fumbler]

I loved Mad comics when i was three.


Ahhh yesterday.

 

[brahj]

Jeez, when was the last time Joe posted a thread for a return of one like?

Now even he knows this is terrible.

 

[fumbler]

Jeez, when was the last time Joe posted a thread for a return of one like?

Now even he knows this is terrible.

Isn't Blacky his dad now?

 

[pantskyle]

Ouch.

What a huge fall from grace.

 

[zackah]

Jeez, when was the last time Joe posted a thread for a return of one like?

Now even he knows this is terrible.

First thread not as a Warrior I believe.

Speaks volumes.

 

[A Bit High]

Jeez, when was the last time Joe posted a thread for a return of one like?

Now even he knows this is terrible.

Royal - Posts a Thread
Royal - Thread gets 1 like

All Hail King Joe the Royal Saviour

 

[fumbler]

First thread not as a Warrior I believe.

Speaks volumes.

Yeah i understand now why the Warriors are the bandwagoner side of the SweetFA.

Destination Grubs

 

[zackah]

Yeah i understand now why the Warriors are the bandwagoner side of the SweetFA.

Destination Grubs

You hate us 'cus you ain't us.

 

[fumbler]

You hate us 'cus you ain't us.

Most likely.

I like to think it's because you get all the fat chicks.

 

[Freofalcon]

Most likely.

I like to think it's because you get all the fat chicks.

You know what they say about fat chicks.

Never reverse cowgirl.

 

[fumbler]

You know what they say about fat chicks.

Never reverse cowgirl.

Or put them over your knee.

 

[Golumless]

Trepidation? Nah, that's not it. Disquietude? Perhaps. Anticipation? Abso****inglutely.

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He had heard the murmurings from afar, the hushed tones of the common folk as they went about their menial lives. Support for the monarchy was faltering, they whispered. The eminence surrounding this great club had dissipated, they murmured. The sovereignty of the Gold City Royals wasn't under threat, it was all but deceased.

The warrior wasn't one to take the word of others as gospel - he hadn't risen to his lofty standing by being unprepared, by believing the scuttlebutt pedalled by the weak and the uninformed. He was to make his own assessment.

The plebeians, as is the norm, were misguided. Beneath a quiet content lay a pair of determined figureheads, ably supported by a robust core of unwavering, intellectually superior advisors. The figureheads had scoured the greater landscape, and had hand picked the noblest and brightest untried prospects to groom in their image. But yet, despite this, there was a piece, an albeit minor piece, missing.

The monarchy were in search of a soldier, and in turn a soldier was in search of a monarchy.

The warrior had been chosen, it was time to put down his arms - his destiny had finally been bestowed upon him.
The mightiest of all warriors was now royalty...

Did not read, but liked for the excellent reference.

 

[This Is Anfield]

 

[spookism]

Ouch.

What a huge fall from grace.

Looks like he caught a fatal case of Royalitis...

 

[fumbler]

Looks like he caught a fatal case of Royalitis...

That s**t itches your balls no end.

 

[This Is Anfield]

That s**t itches your balls no end.

And then they fall off!

 

[DapperJong]

Trepidation? Nah, that's not it. Disquietude? Perhaps. Anticipation? Abso****inglutely.

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He had heard the murmurings from afar, the hushed tones of the common folk as they went about their menial lives. Support for the monarchy was faltering, they whispered. The eminence surrounding this great club had dissipated, they murmured. The sovereignty of the Gold City Royals wasn't under threat, it was all but deceased.

The warrior wasn't one to take the word of others as gospel - he hadn't risen to his lofty standing by being unprepared, by believing the scuttlebutt pedalled by the weak and the uninformed. He was to make his own assessment.

The plebeians, as is the norm, were misguided. Beneath a quiet content lay a pair of determined figureheads, ably supported by a robust core of unwavering, intellectually superior advisors. The figureheads had scoured the greater landscape, and had hand picked the noblest and brightest untried prospects to groom in their image. But yet, despite this, there was a piece, an albeit minor piece, missing.

The monarchy were in search of a soldier, and in turn a soldier was in search of a monarchy.

The warrior had been chosen, it was time to put down his arms - his destiny had finally been bestowed upon him.
The mightiest of all warriors was now royalty...

divvy

 

[pantskyle]

Trepidation? Nah, that's not it. Disquietude? Perhaps. Anticipation? Abso****inglutely.


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He had heard the murmurings from afar, the hushed tones of the common folk as they went about their menial lives. Support for the monarchy was faltering, they whispered. The eminence surrounding this great club had dissipated, they murmured. The sovereignty of the Gold City Royals wasn't under threat, it was all but deceased.

The warrior wasn't one to take the word of others as gospel - he hadn't risen to his lofty standing by being unprepared, by believing the scuttlebutt pedalled by the weak and the uninformed. He was to make his own assessment.

The plebeians, as is the norm, were misguided. Beneath a quiet content lay a pair of determined figureheads, ably supported by a robust core of unwavering, intellectually superior advisors. The figureheads had scoured the greater landscape, and had hand picked the noblest and brightest untried prospects to groom in their image. But yet, despite this, there was a piece, an albeit minor piece, missing.

The monarchy were in search of a soldier, and in turn a soldier was in search of a monarchy.

The warrior had been chosen, it was time to put down his arms - his destiny had finally been bestowed upon him.
The mightiest of all warriors was now royalty...

 

[Footypie32]

Yay! Welcome Frankston Rover

 

[KohPhi]

10/10 intro
Had to announce it yourself?

Poor form Royals.